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, WEEKLY EDITION V H Ml ( LJCJ U W U' MP" Annum, in Advance., $1.00 per Annum J. OLD SERIESVOL LIXII NO. 4,059 FAYETTEVILLE N. C.,THURSDAYr MAY 21, 1908. Piltf BIJItfAJ . 4 -4 . - ...V:.; wrm vvra v-m tTA WWVTT ..a . NEW SERIES-VOL. XXIV NO. 3,300. : ' Do not forget Dr, Seth Arnold'i Bal sam It the best known Remedy for all . Bowel Complaints. . - - Warranted by King Drug Co. and 0. W. stanclll, Hope Mills. ,. !; Here la Relief for Women. ;..,- If you bave palm In the back, Uri nary, Bladder or Kidney trouble, and want a certain, pleasant herb cure for woman's Ills, try Mother Gray Austrs. Han-Leaf,. It Is a safe and never-falling regulator. - At druggists or by mall 60 ots. Sample package FREB. Ad dress, The Mother Gray Co., LeRoy, . N. Y. - - . . .',-:.f , , ,U Reached the 8pot, m t 1 :. 1 1 sar. a, nurapnrey, woo owns a large general store at . Omega, O., and Is 1 presiaeni 01 ine Aaams uounty Tele phone Co., as well as the Home Tele- . nhnne fin . of Plk Hnnntv f) n.va nt Tr IMna-'a Wr THannirarv. "It aav. did. It seemed to reach the spot the very seat of my cough when ev erything else failed." Dr. King's New , Discovery not only reaches the, cough spot; It heals the sore spots and the ' weak spots In throat, Jungs and chest. "SuWunflerGuarantee at B.'ITBefl- ; berry's Bon's drug store. 60c. and 11.00.' Trial bottle free. ' - :; ADMINISTRATOR'S NOTICE. - -Having qualified as administrator of the estate , of the late Dr. Thos. D. Halgh, deceased, late of Cumberland , county, N. C, this is to notify all per- mm hovlnop nlnlma Bfratnat tha aeM decedent to exhibit them to the under signed, on or before April tn, l.os, or this notice will be plead In bar ot recovery. : All persons indebted to said estate will please make immed iate payment ' . . . . - - F. S. ROSE, ' Administrator, . , April I. UOfl. ' PROFESSIONAL CARDS. Q. K. NIMOCKS, . Rooms 1 and 8 K. of P. Building. - tATirrsriLLB, - a. 0. ; . h 'Phone 229 ' H MnH. Rnhinmn. Jfthn H. Phaw. (Netary Public) ROBINSON & SHAW, Attorneys-at-Law, Offices on second floor National Bank of FayetteviUe. U C AUTfDITT ix. u, af urn a a 1 Attorney-at-Law, (Notary Publio). Office 125 Donaldson Utreet, FayetteviUe, N. O. , ' V.C.BULLARD. Attorney and Counsellor at Law. Notary Publio, Surveyor, , Office K. of f . Building, DR. WM. S. JORDAN, Physician and Surgeon.- Office in Palace Phaimacy. Hours: 9 to 12 aad S to 6. iV. C I HITNTPP ; ' Dentist, , - North-east Corner Market Square, Fafetteville, N. 0. Dr. A. S. CROMARTIE, DENTIST, Over 8huforoV Rogers A Company. 'Phone 338. J. M. LILLY, M. D. Practice limited to diseases ot the eye, ear, nore and throat Office In Hlghsmlth Building, 115 Green street ' Hours I to 1 and I to B. 'Phone No. 128. ' O. B. Patterson, D. D. S. J. H. Judd. D. D. 8. ' Drs. Patterson & Judd, . Offices Z19H Hay Street, over Dunn t '' Co.'s 8tore, Thone 65. MacKETHAN lSL" TRUST CO. Market Square. ' riTiTTsvins.s.c. v ...... Real Ea late boncht anil Mid. Loaaa nKOtlatd and ruarantaad. Beats and lntereat oollartad. I aaaraaca premluau taken and loaaaa nara . R. HaoKBTBAK, At'V. cal Eatatei 200 lot Rowan rtroat t90g;lot Utiliboro treettMW, one bMt lota Araanal-UaTmount; t76 lota Rowan treat extended; 1100 orpokilde Ave; SIMM new S room, home Broad etreet; IfiOO new itore, Cempbellton, renU for to: 13600 itore rerion ttreet; (1000 new t-room huuae South Window -etreet) 11000 Monroe flaoe at Ardluua; JiooO SOaoree rtter farm with timber; avooo 677 aorei near Reford; 18000 100 acre, FalU of Eoekjljtit HJOO large hoose.. farm, W aorei PtJX- '.'fX " lou Northwest FayotteTllle; IM to W60 ten remnlnlng loU Fairground Park. atoeka-Mortaaoax, Wolly nort sate per cent leml-annually, ad ;uni;Hharee8.ottlihnr inenranee took. . . . ,, SONNYSIDE FLORAL 1URSEHY; (JAME8 M. LAMB k SONS.) Lock Box : 55. ; Telephone 4. WeTtrrl6wnpTeT?feator summer bedding. We have - , V -SALVIAS, COLEUS, ' ' ALT ERNANTHERIA8, ACHERANTHUS, AC0LPHIA8, GERANIUM8, Eto ' and a fine stock of general Greenhouse plants., prdere, please. 1 , ; feiieh'ff"" UAID BALSAM min n4 bwifiM tt has, I ii.niM ht.ti.lftnt rrowth. I b H rails to Mrtor Orayl JOaiM Malp dimM ah.lr hum .4 ikui al.no it DniflM. Hat to ltl Tomnmi Hod modal. 1 rj aoeuaro o dkfindid. alMirraaraporll -aiia orpnow. rer aj ir rjT L-i e ..i eanrclalna.eM, in ALL COUNTltS, MlTloa, DOW w w - - ( nt Mrlnitmeirt Praetioe Excleslvsly. Wrltaoroontatauaa . , iu iiau ew nr- WASHINGTON, D. O-J THE POLITICAL OUTLOOK. Henry Watterson, In the Courier-Journal. I. Two weeks In Washington and two throf7t4eveVro7gTher p slon. the wi , rSSf " slons the Idea, or fancy, whichever you may care to call It, that both parties are treading on eggs and that some 01 tne eggs are rotten. xou are not going to put that ueam neaa upon us again, are your' said a distinguished Democratic sen ator, referring to Bryan, with soma- imng more 01 neat than of relevancy or justice. "Why," I answered, "what are you kicking about? Whilst there was a chance I, not you, made an honest effort for an alternative. You and thd like of you, were as silent as the tomb. You lay flat down and let him tramp all over you. I got no secona -to my motion.- The only re house mat came to me from you gen- own motion, vou ntwf.n.miTi" I own motron, you son-of-a-run! Said an eminent Democratic editor 0 fthe South Atlantic seaboard, "We'll beat him," meaning Bryan, for the namlnatlon"don't you doubt-it,'-' And I replied, "Suppose ,you do beat him 'what will you get for your vic tory except a repetition of 1904 V Jhe New York newspapers, abound ing in ooncelt and Ignorance, suffering irom both Drovlnclallam and . land lordlsm some of them, as Parnell used to say of Ireland, from "absentee landlordism" are at this time espe cially misleading and unfair. They have acquired the anti-Bryan habit and, seeing nothing the other side of Jordan, or Jersey, it seems lmoossible lor mem to adjust themselves to ac tual conditions and the rest of the country. They Imagine that money will do all things and think that, as New York has the money, New York snoum and win dominate all things. As a consequence of this delusion, both parties In the Empire State have dropped into the lowest depths ot de pravity and .very stupid depravity now tne Republicans in alliance with Hearst, whom the head of the Na tional Administration, himself a great New Yorker, has stigmatized an An archist and Assassin, now the Demo crats fallen under the mud-spell of Murphy and Conners. The New York newspapers cannot escape their re sponsibility for this. Meanwhile, thousands upon thou sands of good men and true, -some of them calling themselves - Democrats and others' Republicans, yet agreeing in the main, are all at sea. The old historic Issues have passed away. The old dividing lines are grown so Indis tinct as to be well-nigh Invisible. The nature, the actuality' and significance of the coming conflict the crux of the situation has not yet shown It self through the fogs and vapors with which the professional politicians much assisted by the newspapers, have enveloped themselves. 'Public opinion here Is In a fluid state, public sentiment Is something of a squash. Truly, Dr. Eliot, of Harvard, hit the nail on the head when he declared that the need of the time is publicity, Theoretically- -the - people rale. In practice, things are done by a few gathered' together well inside of lock and key, too often In a darkened cham ber. Predatory wealth struggles to keep Its footing and to hold its own. Ag gregated capital is confused with pred atory wealth. The three co-ordinate branches ot our triple scheme of gov ernment are at loggerheads, a puis sant Executive seeking the power of an Autocrat, the Congress weakly re bellious, the Court still the Rock of Ages. Inevitably, the corrupt political manipulators see their opportunity; inevitably the corrupt leaders of High Finance see theirs. Amid the clash and chaos, Socialism thinks It has a chance, whilst the leaders ot the peo ple, and the would-be leaders of the people of varying degrees of honest zeal and good Intention truckle to every vaerant fancy of the hour, sure footed stability and clear-slghter Statesmanship for the most part ca viar to the generali isolated, segre gate. I'm old enoueb to rememDer me break-uo of the Whig Party. The conditions then were not nearly either so complicated or so baffling, as they are now. . Politics in general were more In the open. Programs had not become so equivocal, methods so un clean. There was acrimony, but there were standards of measurements, con stituencies Jess preoccupied and In different, and, among public men, more of courage and Intelligence, In riivirinallsm vet for a factor in af fairs. . .. H. The shocking disclosures of the last three years make It quite certain that there has existed for a long time a conspiracy among a few allied Kltfgs of Money, making tneir neaoquarcers in and about New York, to control tne operations ot.both parties. Throughout tne long oauie tor a Tariff for Revenue only there con tinually anneared.. always at the op portune moment in Democratic coun; mi. . m.trin. nrHncfl in obstruc- inn . Now it wan Kanaaii now il was Barnum; now It was Whitney; .j ii ... niavAiann throw - - r - .. Ing away the fruits of an educational f vanish but grass is Immortal. Be - i- 'hoiw fnnirhr anil hrinerht leaguered by the sullen hosts ot wln- ir tha Bollw-in 1893 to a triumphant nnnxluulnn I nfl DOWOeiieVe mat IU wvuw.w.-w - - . . . . lAnj U. ..mh nA nnm nttMl HarKPT. a most able, uoright man, with the purDose-otlectinej nrmnurrinairine- Roosevelt-Corteiyou strategy appear ing upon the scene and revealing its masked-batteries and hidden rifle-pits, It sought safety for itself and aban doned Parker to his fate. One of the Issues In the campaign before us. therefore. Is the emanci pation Of the country from tne sus picion no less than the actuality of thraldom to Wis aisnunesi. iuuuduub. Owing hie election to tne Money riovii. whom he had surpisea in nis lnlr and had tnrottiea into suumiu slon, Theodore Roosevelt was ,too hon t end too brave a man , to become the slave of the beast he had beaten, iub bi i,im..r mo .t- No sooner did "1i,?!nmi' ha aitimtlon than he began to as Bert himself. But nere ne went wo other extreme, as is not uncommon -.1,1. ,.. nnatndlanS of cower who ICTllU H'uuu - . have within themselves the germs of absolutism. h"w the darter of an autocrat. WUB - - - Vmma 'A -f hmr3 Hcniey upou.mo- " t w I yet, should its narvesi ran wr a sin their heads together, he ougW. tnat gJe y ,amlne wouM depopuiate the ne couiu ao ine uiw and Morgan. - They, enjoying tne a Stick and maybe a llttele vain ot It, he took the Senate and the House by the ears and bumped tneir neaa jv gather. At last 'the spirit ot absolu tism growing on what It feeds, he tufkinri the Supreme Court. Of tne United States, where, as the saying H, he struck a snag. - But, the average I citizen loving; a lighter and ever car- rled away by daring, the unthinking among the people threw up their caps, falling to discriminate, even to see mat the very form of their rovern- ment was put. to menace by this re so !Utf, th" Central tattoniJtoVthto bold revolutionize! revoliitinnlntr I bjpiouib una aesiroyer 01 umstltu-1 uons ny judicial construction - and executive assumption. ,.-.' Thus the rescue of the country from Federalism constitutes another of the Issue s of the coming conflict of forces to be decided by the November elec tion. j... . And this brings me to Mr, Bryan. III. , v. It will be remembered that twelve months ago, when the Courier-Journal set out to try to ogranlse within the Democratic party a volume of opinion sufficiently strong to Impress Mr. Bryan and his friends that it were wlr nf Vim ( !., w7i.i ir me cap was Blue, inougn, an OI J.'s!r.?.f h . ? Pi W.afck Acer's cap I had swapped with a Yan than-King, Its purpose was not to dl-l . "'.; It was weary of- factlonlsm. It yearned tor old-fashioned Democratic brothernood and an old-fashioned; Democratic victory. Mr. Bryan could not"SO-see itr-He refused to be Im pressed and, with good reason, be cause the effort ot the Courier-Journal received no answering voice. The entire summer' and autumn! were wasted on tomfooling about party by the name of Johnson.' It grew a trifle tiresome. Except to an angel It would have been ex asperating. Yet it seemed Democracy, Governor Johnson declared himself out of it. So did Governor Folk. So did Senator Culberson. The Courier Journal was put in tor the costs and left to hold an empty bag. Naturally, it threw up its hands in qlsgust and took to the woods. And then? Why, then, right out of the open mouth of Wall Street, came, came a stentorian voice, "Johnson!" ' What, chance would Johnson have over the dead body of Bryan? What chance would Johnson have carrying a Wall Street tag? ' What chance would Johnson have using the undem ocratic two-thirds rule to defeat the will ot the majority and that at the behest of the East, defying the West and working the South, The thought is preposterous. nut," cry ine weac oi laitn, ecno- lng the strong of purse, "Bryan can not be elected." Let us look into this a lick or two. I think I have said some things along that line myself. All that could be fairly said, lntelll gently said, I have-tried to say, that, with the two factions of the East and West hating each other worse than they hate the Republicans, the repre sentative of neither faction could be elected. Either faction might beat the other. Hence Mr. Bryan could not hope to run so well in the de batable States as some one else to be agreed on Johnson preferred and I see no reason now to change this opin ion. Mark the sequel. The time has passed for "some one else," Mr. Bryan retaining the field; It Is to too late for some one else," the conditions what they are: and I confess that 'I am In sympathy with Mr. Bryan In refusing to be ruled oft the track by a group of New York politicians, whose mo tives are, to say the least of them, suspicious, which will support no ticket except one framed by them selves, and which do not agree with one another touching the ticket to be named. Whatever his claims may be, or may not be, Mr. Bryan has his rights, and no thoughtful man can, or. will say,, that he cannot be elected, the Ipse dixit equally of the unthink ing, the interested and the prejudiced to the contrary being of no weight whatever. In American politics any thing Is possible. Assuredly Mr. Bryan may be elected; as an affair of dinner pails. If empty, he will be. But, among Democrats, wno Know why they are Democrats, there ought to be other and higher considera tions ;some arrest of the breakneck SDeed on the highway toward use centralization of power; some real and not spurious purpose toward tariff re form; some sure separation of the politics of the country from its part nership with High Finance and the High Financiers; some breaking up ot groups and rings, of wheels Inside of wheels, always Involved by a change of parties, even when made onlv fo rthe sake of a change. The CourlerJournal is a uemocrat, not a Republican, and, standing oy the sincerity of Its record, It will sup port the ticket to be headed by Mr. Brvan. as actively and as earnestly as if It represented Its original prefer ence and opinion. h. w. Manhattan Club, New York. NATURE'8 F0RGIVENE88. Anonymous. Grass is the forgiveness of Nature her constant benediotion. Fields trampled with battle, saturated with blood, torn with the ruts ot cannon, grow green again with grass, and the carnage Is forgotten. Streets aban- --- -0---- i in i l ..1.11. " ". " U'T 1 wests decay, harvests perish, no tor. It withdraws Into the Impregnable I r I nn A .,nnn I1A Mf astllAI. I kuu viuoikoi uuu u hid. ouj-v-iva wandering, birds! propagated by the subtle, horticulture -oKthe-elements which are Its ministers and servants, It softens the rude outline of the world. Its tenacious fibers hold -the earth In Its place, and prevent lta sol uble components from washing Into the wasting sea. It invades the soli tude of deserts, climbs the Inaccessi ble slopes and forbidding pinnacles ot mountains,-modifies climates and de termines the history, character and destiny of nations. - ' Unobtrusive and paQlent, it has Immortal vigor and aggression. Ban ished from the thoroughfare ana tne field, It bides its time to return, and when vigilance is reiBxeu, or , me dynasty has perished, it silently re- when vlsrllance is relaxed, or, tne sumes the .throne' from which it has been expelled, but which it never an dtcates. "' . ;- " ! - It bears no blazonry ot bloom to charm the senses with fragrance or '"" Z.il splendor, but Its homely hue is more I BUGU&UlUlK lUaaU MAW BAB WB yield, no fruit in earth or air. and I world, Kennedy's Laxative Cough Syrup does not constipate, out on the other hand its laxative 'principles gently move the-lowls. ,Clillrtna'iike Jt Sold by Armfleld Drug Co. ; ' "This is a .story 0' Johnnie O'Glory, . And now my story's begun. . - And this is the story of John and his fa rother, And now my. story Is done. "ARTER DE WAH." Ttalnff VA aflat at a a a rt m v (nnraav nome irom ye (un) Civil Wan A. B. Stronach, in Raleigh News and Observer.) "It's buttons are all battered, v. Its sleeves worn and tattered; But we love it as we did in days of .yore;. .;.,, God bless this old gray jacket: This jacket that a Southern soldier .wore." - . '. .. .. ,. ;.. Forty-four years ago today as to date; Thursday, the 7th, as to day. I took down my old gray jacket and kee at Klnston (Southwest Creek) he had gone where be did - not need a cap (possibly fire-proof.) I had loaned my horse to a member of my-eompany who was going to Raleigh. He re turned' that mornlngiJThursday,-May 4th, and reported that my horse died on the way. -ijjuppose by bridle and saddle did also, as I never saw them again. I had missed my chill on Wed nesday, and announced my determi nation to start for home. A lady friend told me "in a way" the other day that I was hard-headed. Suppose we cail it strenuous. Of course my kin objected, but "he. that maun to Cupar maun to Cupar, or be that will go must go. So at four o'clock Thurs day afternoon, May 4th, I bid farewell to kith and. kin and started on the last stage of my journey home "arter de wan." My reminiscences and writ ings are gathered from my garden, fragment by fragment, as I spade, dig, plough or cultivate, and its peace or war according as to whether its cut worms and nut grass (war) or plough and cultivator' (peace.) Then when I wake up at 2, 3, or 4 o'clock In the morning I try to piece together the fragments. This morning I woke up at 3 o'clock and had started home when I dozed off and again I was tangled up In the black snake curves of Cross Creek, and a girl came out of the door-way of a house to the porch entrance; and she was a vision of the spring of other days. Dressed skirts and dress in the full skirts of the war and after period. Skirts and dress light and airy, dress belted in at the waist with belt of same material as dress; dimpled chinned, rose mouthed, cherry lipped. Just a few freckles painted on to show the beauty of the skin; nose of no particular snape, Just a nose, you know. Eyes not of the deepest blue, but the blue eye with tint of grey that carries a glint of fun and mischief. You know the long lashes and the arch of the brows that go with them, flaxen col ored hair, with a faint tint of bronze, and as she gathered her skirts to seat herself on the steps or floor of the porch I woke up (if there Is such a girl living today over across Cross Creek she owes me her photo.) Why Is It I cannot dream of the -girl that on just such another morning In the merry month of May I went to escort to a picnic. I was a little late and she came tripping down the walk. Tripping Is the word, for she was petite as to foot petite as to figure; and to this day I associate a morning In the early days of May with a petite figure In pink cotton gown, sprayed or sprigged with white, full skirt, belt collar and cuffs of same material as dress. Only a little band of white un der the dress collar, and the face, I cannot recall. Long ago I locked It up and lost the key. The other day when I was In FayetteviUe I said to a negro resting on some lumber on the edge of the sidewalk: "Old Cross Creek Town Is a restful town." One of my daughters who visited there said It reminded her of an enchanted city and the people moved about In such a quiet easy, restful manner that they seemed of, and still not of. tms world. (And it's a pity to change.) I said: "John, if I were to go down this street to the Town Hall, turn to my left, would I come to a street and would that street take me to me a bridge across a stream, and the Btreet lead to a road that -would take me to Raleigh?" And he replied: Yas-sar, you could go dat way but" and I said, "Never mind the but that's the road I took 44 years ago." And again my recollection is fragmen tary. I have no remembrance of good byes; no remembrance of the. road after crossing the bridge until coming in sight about 9 o'clock, as I guess ed, at night, of a one-story frame cottage. I saw, as I thought a light In a window. Going up to the door I knocked and again knocked, and no answer to my knock. I tried the latch and opened the door to find an empty house, and my memory at once recall ed a story of Mr. Donald- Campbell, my. father's foreman. And as usual I go astray. A day. or two ago I saw mentioned In this paper (News and Observer) an account of a Temperance meeting at Mr. Donald Campbell's, and that car ried me "way back before de wan Mr. Donald Campbell, Sr., grandfather of Donald Campbell, who Is a son of Henry Campbell. Mr. Donald camp- bell, Sr.'s eldest son was my fathers foreman a black man, as the Scotch say swarthy complexion, but with a ruddy tinge, curly or curling,- rather black hair and heard, and keen black eye.- Mr. Campbell spoke braid fbroadl Scotch to the last Is there any one besides myself recalls this funeral held In the Presbyterian church and the solo sung by Mrs Geo. Jordan (Miss Loula Cooke that was) 'Then I shall be tree" and not a dry eye In .the church,, my' brother Will was Wallie and I was A'lk (Alk), and Mr. Campbell, Maun hae his morn In- (must have his dram) when he wanted It And this was a thorn In the flesh to my father, who was a Blue Ribbon Son of Temperance. I recall seeing; htm pay Jack Mitchell (some ot you remember Jack) two dol lars, extra monthly pay for not taking a drink during the month. - Jack's word was gooa.Ana to-aay us re- versed, Donald Campbell Is a prohl- word was good. And to-day its re- bltionlst and Alex (B) , (It'es lucky he's not named .William) Stronach maun bne his mornlnY And how back to Mr. Campbell's story, as told one winter's night as we sat. father, Mr. .Campbell and I, around an old-time open., wood nre . (oak and nicRoryi with only a candle for light Said Mr. Campbell: "When I came down from the Highlands to come to this country, crossing - a health open around, covered with heather (a flow ering plant that covers any ground not cultivated In Scotland). I came In sight ot a cottage. There was a light arrowing through the window, and as It- was crowina- lata, t theucht would ask tor lodging. As I came up to the house I looked through the window and saw apparently some lassies dancing around the floor. I knocked and again knocked with no answer. I tried the door and It came open and the room was empty. Witches and warlocks," said Mr. Campbell, "and I did not tarry." ' Witches and warlocks." said I. and I did not tarry., A little later though bearing the muttering of thunder and seeing the flash ot lightning from a storm brewing In the South I was traveling a .northerly course the answer was easy. A little further, fifteen miles from FayetteviUe, I came to a large white house to the left of the -road. Going up to -it I saw sitting on the porch two ladles, evidently mother and daughter, I speaking to the elder lady, said: "Madam, can I sleep on your porcfi tonight?" and she said "No." "Can I sleep under the porch," and again she said "No," and I said, "I would not ask It but I have been ill and am afraid to get wet," and she replied, "You cannot sleep on or under the porch, but you can sleep In the house." And as usual the faces are missing, the names I re call on account of their being the names of friends In Raleigh, Mrs. Nlion, and Miss Mollis Nixon, mother and daughter. I am not sure as to what we 'had to 'eat, but I know they divided the widow's cruse and crust with me. I recall nothing-more until next morning. I Buppose I told my little story. When rising before sun up I found a stump ot pencil on the matel piece, and tearing a strip off the edge of an old newspaper I found In the room, either the FayetteviUe Observer or North Carolina Presby terian, I wrote a few lines, stuck the note In the brush of a halt worn broom, and departed before any one had risen. Of this day, Friday, May Bth, I recall nothing, except that I seemed to reel off miles and miles With never the sight of a face; never the note of a bird; not a cow lowed or chicken crowed that was not to be expected though, as I was follow ing In Sherman s rear and the land was laid waste. One part .of the jour ney I recall lay through a pine forest, an interminable as it seemed white sand road, with the solemn pines bending their heads over to each other whispering the story of the sorrows of the South ot today, tomorrow and the years to come. -And this i Indis tinct As I recall though I reached the Cape Fear river some time In the afternoon a high sandy bank and away off to the left a large white house. Seated on the bank, with knees drawn ip and arms and hands clasped around them, I found myseir up against the proposition that the man was who, boasting of bis poetic tal ent, was called on for a verse and who brought forth the following: "Went to the river and couldn't get across. Old Hoss." Three years ago, I think It was In the month of November, I was sitting by the stove reading a paper In the Wilmington street end of my then dry goods store. A large, fine looking, well-dressed negro and his daughter (educated and a school teacher) were making some purchases. The man came to the store and asked "Mr. Stronach, where's yer Brer George now?" and I answered that George was dead, and he said, "Me and your Brer George come home together from FayetteviUe arter da wan." and the question that had haunted me, "How did I get across the Cape Fear river coming home after the war for years, was answered and I said to him: How did you get across the Cape Fear riv er? and he replied, "An old colored man tuck us across In a canoe." I am told that the negro who took us across Is living at eighty-odd years today Naturally he seemed an old man even then to a boy. The story as to the crosine the river Drobably also ac counted for a quarter of a dollar, Bil- ver, that I had when I left Fayette viUe, but had not when I arrived at home, and I said, "Were you the boy that went back to play with the goat," and he Bald, "De Lord, whut you know about dat." and .1 answered, you came home with me and not with George, and he said, "Is that so an you was barefoot an' yore feet was all cut an' bleedln'." I have no recollec lion of the night spent or my depart nre from the hospitable home of Mr. C. C. (Christopher) Barbee, at Bar- clavsville. I am told that I was pick ed up where I fell fainting In sight of the house. As I recall it tne nouse, a lone rambling structure, faced west, with porch the length of the house, and dormer windows In the roof, and I have a faint recollection of two women or a woman and a girl which, I think, must have been Miss Katie Bar clay and Miss Mildred Barbee. Bar claysvllle was the half-way stage on the stage road from Raleigh to Fay etteviUe. The stage line was owned bv Messrs. C. C. (Kit) and Clement (Clem) Barbee. From my first mem ories their names and that of Miss Katie Barclay had been made familiar to me bv the nasstnK to and fro of our family and our kin In FayetteviUe. The hospitality and good cheer of Barclaysvllle was known far and wide and the beaten biscuit could not be beaten. It was to this old-time hosptt able Southern home I was taken Fri day afternoon, May 5th. Nor any thing of the day's tramp or of the ne- gro boy's being with me until stopping to rest, I was aware of the negro boy. and asked him some questions. He 1 had been hired out down in Cumber land county and belonged, or had rather, to Mr. Barnes or Mr. Wm. Whltaker, and was going home to his mammy. I gave him one of two bis cuits that I had, and he said, "Is you gwine rest" and X said, "yes." "Den I'se, gwlne back an' play wtd dat goat" and then I recalled I had pass ed -a goat on the roadside, possibly a halt mile back. He went back to play with the goat and I saw him no more until three years ago. -Eighteen miles from Raleigh I passed a squad of Wheeler's cavalry who were still scattered over the country, picking up here and there Btray Yankees. Ten miles from Raleigh I met a Federal (Yankee) sergeant and three men and the first question he asked, was "Hel, lo,. "Johnnie, seen any ot Wheeler's men?" and I said, "No." Guld sake, I had come tor miles and miles and had been travelling over earth made bare by Sherman and his "bummers." Tecumser Sherman, Phil. Sheridan, Ben. Butler and Hunter should have a match sulphur box home ot their own, with old Thad Stevens as fire shoveler. I have as good friends who fought on the Other side (and I have a mighty poor opinion ot a man who will not fleht tor his aln (own) side), no almost as I fought on mine. In dividually t am fond of my brethren en the other side of the line, but col- leoUvely.I- oaanot-toara- to love them. Passing the Barnes or wm wmta- ker place, the bouse was near and to the left of the road. Here, as I recall the road, trending west, turned north, and despite my ' recollections are fragmentary, I believe I could draw a map of the old stage road from Fay etteviUe to Raleigh, showing every change In direction. ' The porch was full of Federal officers, and as I was without parole I did not stop for the drink of water I craved. A mile r so further on I lay down on the right of the road on a bank of gravel. My strength was exhausted. I maun gae but I could na. (I must go, but I could not.) I had picked my flint for the' last time that day. As I lay-on the gravel a Federal officer, a captain of artil lery, rode up. He was a quite hand some man, dressed In a new uniform, mounted on a chestnut sorrel stallian. think, horse, bridle and saddle were pick and span and pistol holsters on saddle. Bringing his horse to a stand be began to question me and I surlily answered. He took my answers, pleas antly and finally said: "It's no use kicking against the pricks," (Guid sake. I bate (bet), as my friend, John Barrlnger, used to say that he was a Presbyterian, St. Paul, you know) the war Is over, as for my part I bear no ill feeling You say that you live In Raleigh; I am stationed there, and have been riding all day and if you will you can ride my horse, and I will walk." And the devil or the evil spirit that dwells In me whispered: "It's a good opportunity fine horse, pistols handy, one dead Yankee the less." Oh, yes, It looks today horrible dictu, awful or horrible to tell. Maybe I would not even it It bad come to the test, but I was not put to the test. The holsters were strapped and the captain never left my right-hand stir rup foot. The negro who was a boy was with me on my Journey home said that I was barefoot. Of this I have no recollection. When with Joe Johns ton's army I passed through Raleigh, April, 1865,.Iwas practically barefoot and. my mother, gave me a pair of boots belonging to my brother-in-law, Mr. Wayne Allcott No. 8 s, I wore 1-2 at the time. With a liberal al lowance of cotton stuffed In the toes wore those boots anyway until I reached FayetteviUe on my journey home, and many a Jeer and joke they furnished. It was "come out of them boots. You can't hide, I see your ears wagging." "Have you gone Into win ter quarters In them boots? I be Anelo-Saxoned! Is It boots or is It boy?" And when I undertook to re ply on one occasion to a column of Wheeler's cavalry by Inviting them to go where they belonged" I was met with such a storm of reproach as to my bringing up, my mother's sorrow for her lost boy, etc., that I was much Inclined, as one of them (a tow-headed boy, riding on a mule) invited me to do, to bide my head in the head of a big bass drum that.was in the hands of a drummer nearby. Barefooted or no, thereafter my Captain helped me into his saddle and the last lap was on as we rode and walked along. My captain told me this story, part I re call, part that I should have remem bered I have forgoten. Not tnat have not endeavored to supply the missing link. Once I tried through the Grand Army of the Republic, with no reply, and once with the aid of Gen. C. A. Woodruff, one of our friends, the enemy, who I learned to like real well away back even in the 70's. when he was a lieutenant and brevet cantain of artillery. I tried the war deoartment. but the link is still missing. Now to my Captain's story: of ling missing a battery raised in link missing New York State (I know though he said from the north ern Dart of the State). At the battle of Klnston or Wise Fork a shell from a two-inch rifled gun blew up one of my caissons (a caisson, to those who may not know, was a four-wheeled waeon-shaped carriage with sheet Iron covered boxes between the fore and hind wheels, containing extra am munition, shot and shell for the guns) and as to the captain's knowing that It was a two-Inch rifled shell that blew up his caisson: when a battery on either side got the range or situ atlon. this bv the flieht and time or falllne or bursting of shot or shell. It was, of course, easy to tell by what was falling around one. Killing and wounding twenty of my men, and then a flank movement of your troops, and I had only time to cut loose my horses, at least what was left, and make my escape with the loss of my guns, four twelve-pound Napoleons presented to mv battery by the ladies of llnK miss ineNew York. And now my story At the battle of Wise's Fork, near Kin ston. March 6th to 9th. I served at six-pound Howitzer as powder monkey No. 5. whose duty it was to carry am munition from caisson or limber chest to the gun. On March 8th we, that Is mv section, was moved from the rieht of the line, on the banks Southwest Creek, to the center of the line, where our two-Inch rifled guns were In position of two 12-pound Na poleons, two 2-lnch rifled guns, and two 6-pound Howitzers. We found the 2-inch gun silenced and the embras ure, the opening in which the gun worked and was fired, stuffed with blankets. Yankee sharpshooters, arm ed with telescopic rifles, had during the night gotten Into a cut In the rail road which here ran through from our works for quite a long distance in a straight line, and Bllenced the gun Eleven times tneir bullets struck the muzzle of the gun one shot glanc- e(j the gunner's forehead, another cut the vent cover off the gun. March 8th General Hoke made flank attack on the enemy and as his division marched to the attack, past our guns, the boys called out, "Catch those d d Yankees in the railroad cut"; and they did catch him. It was only one, and his telescopic rifle also. General Hoke also captured between 2,000 and 3,000 prisoners and four pieces of artillery, 12 lb Napoleons. Two of these guns were given to my battery, two given to Dixon's battery, from Orange county, and I was pro moted from powder monkey to a six pound Howitzer to No. 2 at a 12 lb. Napoleon. On the base of these guns was an Inscription, "Presented by the ladies of "(link missing) and my captain Bald, "What did you do with my guns?" and I lied. "We knocked the trunlons (metal pieces that ex tend from near the base of the gun as supports tor Its bed on axle of gun carriage) oft of thein and buried them in a wheat field in Alamance county,," and he said, "I'm sorry, for I do not like to go home without them." And I was glad I recalled the stories I had been told of horror and destruction, ot the sights my own eves had seen, the fields - without fence, the barns that had been, the lone chimneys and no house, and "I was glad that I lied." . - -About three miles from Raleigh we struck the Yankee camp. For miles and. miles the . white ,tenta stretched alone and back from the road, and -,-1.1.- ..i v.-'-" the green flies, drawn by the waste, millions and millions of them, rose from the bushes as we passed, with the sound of many swarms of bees. Guld sake; I never did like a and to this day a green one re calls Sherman's Army and the Waste of the South. As I rode through the camps thinking that I was a pris oner, I was greeted with jeers and cat calls, but I "was a -rldln'." At the corner of Hargett and Bloodworth Sts., (where at the time, lived Mr. Jas. Murray, familiarly known as Undo Jimmle when, I was a boy, Ralelgh'p only peace officer, constable), where there stood on the sidewalk two large oak trees. One of them had a gnarl and twisted root that formed a seat, and this was my resting place as I passed -to and frow as a boy on hot summer days. At this corner and place I said: "I will dismount here," and my captain said: "Is this your home?" and I said: "No; about a block east of here. I do not know how even I would be received If I were to ride up to mother's gate on your horse a Yankee's and as to you. Why, It's best for me to dismount Cere." And my captain said: "As you think best. I am quartered at Peace Hospital;- I have plenty to eat. tlrlnk and smoke. Any time that you care to come you will be welcome." And today I hardly think I was as surly and churlish as I think. I never went to call, and only saw my captain once again, and, strange to say, It was at the point of our parting. It was when Grant came to review Sher mans army. Going up town (I lived on Hargett street) I touched my cap to my captain, who was riding at the head of his battery, on the way to the review In Bledsoe g fields at Uncle Jimmy Murray's, corner Hargett and Bloodworth streets. Saturday afternoon, May 6th, sun down, brought this, the last stage of my Journey home and after the war, to my mother's gate. Home, a ragged dusty, footsore, boy, the last of my mother's boys to come hame (home), and today I am the last of all my kith and kin, and they all did who served in the Confederate army. One lies In an unknown grave on the slope of Malvern Hill, one lies In fragments In Hollywood (Richmond, Va.,) ceme tery, two In Old Ctobs Creek cemetery and two in Oak wood, and I am left. And some of my friends have been and are saying: "I've ben thlnkln', thinkln' why," and so hae I. You who read this, if a Confederate sol dier, will remember the Blue Ridge Mountains of the Valley of Virginia, where, at their feet, the "Shenandoah brawls along," or the Great Smokies of Tennessee, with the Tennessee or French Broad at their feet. Now to you and I life's journey has but a few more stages. To my mind's eye, I see hot summers day, a long line of dirty- duBty, footsore and barefoot, ragged, grey clad men, nothing bright about them but their guns, slowly toline with the forward stoop of hill climbing up the side of a moun tain. As the head of the column reaches the top of the mountain it's noon, but It's no halt, draw your belt and unbuckle hold tighter and push on. Down the side of the mountain, in and out witn the curves of the road, de scends the line; down the horizon de scends the sun. The going is easier now (its Monday morning and its Sat urday night with you and me now.( The sun goes to its rest much faster than it rose to Its zenith. As the col umn winds in and out, away off at the foot of the mountains they see the belt of trees and fringe of under growth that tells of a "river of rest," and with the descending sun the line descends into the valley and as the last ravs of the sun marks a pathway of purple and gold through the trees the column comes in sight of the river. A rocky bottomed, clear as crystal, colder than the well of your own home river, and across the river under the shade of the trees they see long lines of white tents and over the tents fly the headquarter flags of Lee, Jackson, A. P. Hill, D. H. Hill, Forrest. Cle bourne, Albert Sidney Johnson, Hamp ton, Old Joe Johnston, Pender, Petti grew, Ramseur, MacRae, Branch, Scales and scores of others, and as the sunk sinks to rest in a bed of grey and gold the heads of the col umn plunge their bare and bleeding feet into the cool water of the river and across to them floats from their comrades, "resting under the shades of the trees on the other side," that song of all songs. "Home, Stweet Home," and the column joins in the refrain with "Praise God from whom all blessings flow," "Home, Sweet, Sweet Home." Amen! So mote it be. HUMAN FILTERS. The function of the kidneys is to strain out the Impurities of the blood which Is constantly passing through them. Foley's Kidney Remedy makes the kidneys healthy so they will strain out all waste matter from the blood. Take Foley's Kidney Remedy at once and It will mako you well. McDuffle Drug. Store (0. 0. Souders, Prop.). Insist upon DeWitt's Witch Hazel Salve. 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